A Football Idol | Blue Lock X Male Reader

Chapter 1-Start With a Tag Game

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Y/n's POV

A few days after reading the letter I was now in front of the JFU building, I stare at the huge glass and steel tower in front of me. This is the first step, I'll give my all and this will be the kickstart for everything. As I get lost in my thoughts someone wraps their arm around my shoulder, when I look to the person I see the usual suspect.

Shidou: Look who it is!! Good to see you here Maestro!!

Y/n: Ryu-kun!! You also got the letter?

Shidou: Of course! If you got it I had to be here as well, after all we know who's the best, but who knows, maybe you this can make you pass from just a Maestro to a Mozart!

His grin is huge, as per usual, I wouldn't say that he's the best between both of us, our ways of playing are different, you can't really compare it.

Y/n: Well, Mozart wasn't a Maesttro, he was a composer so--

Shidou: Hah, it's all the same thing, boring classical music.

Y/n: Actually there's a big differen...Ahhh, you know what, sure, let's just go in and see what awaits us.

It appears that he won't be letting go of my shoulder. I love Ryu-kun, we have been friends for ages, but sometimes he can get a bit touchy. I remember that my first girlfriend thought that me and Ryu-kun had something because he got a bit too touchy during and sometimes after the games.

I open the door and we then enter a dark room, the room is filled with boys around our age, so it probably was a national scouting thing. Everyone is in their school uniforms, good thing Miyako-san convinced me to dress in mine as well. Everyone looks at the both of us, making me blush, Ryu-kun on the other side seems to scout the room and come to one conclusion.

Shidou: They are all forwards! What the fuck is the idea here?

Everyone here is a striker? Why the hell would you make a training camp to beome a certified athlete and then only get forwards? There's something fishy here.

Y/n: Something here isn't adding up.

The lights suddently go out and a weird guy walks to the stage, testing the mic, until it finally starts working.

Ego: Congratulations, diamonds in the rough. You are 300 18-and-under strikerss who have been chosen according to my arbitratry and biased decision-making. And I am Ego Jinpachi, the man hired to make sure Japan wins the World Cup.

The World Cup!? Everyone starts talking among themselves, discussing about this guy's statement, I can feel Ryu-kun's grip on my shoulder tighten a bit. I can hear some of the guys call this Ego guy crazy.

Shidou: You can hear them call him crazy, can't you? Y/n? Do you agree with them?

He called me Y/n, that never happens unless he's very serious or very angry about what's going on.

Y/n: I don't have an answer, but I think it's weird to want to win the World Cup and the only position of players you call being forwards. I think we should hear what more he has to say.

I see Ryu-kun nod at what I just said. Then the guy on the stage starts talking again, making thee crowd go silent again.

Ego: Simply put, there's one thing Japanese football needs to become the best in the world: The birth of a revolutionary striker. I'll be performing an experiment here to turn one of you 300 into the world's best striker. And that's what this facility is for. 'Blue Lock', starting from today, you'll live together and undergo the special top training I devised. You won't be allowed to go home and you'll say goodbye to whataver football life you've been living up to now.